"There's Sex in This One" - Fat Trimmings Extra Slice #1

Here it is. New Year, New Tiers, and this is the first story for my new 7 dollar tier.

Enjoy!

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Lexi loves sex. Of course, sex is a lot different for her now that she’s a fatty. 

When she was slim, and what most people would consider sexy, sex was easy for her. Everybody wanted to be with Lexi, gender didn’t matter, if they saw Lexi they wanted to be with her. She had this irresistible quality about her. It wasn’t just that she had a hot body- which she did. Lexi’s body was one of those one in a million types where she was both muscular but trim. She was slender but curvy. Every bit of her body was exactly how society said it was supposed to be. Lexi was like a supermodel without the need for photoshop. She just walked around in life like she just came off the cover of a magazine.

No. Not walk. Lexi didn’t walk. Lexi strut. She strutted around like she owned any room she entered into. She had a strut like a model, a strut that said she was in control. 

And all of that confidence was something that really attracted people to Lexi. It had people tripping over themselves to get closer to her, to do her bidding. 

Of course, all of this stuff went directly to Lexi’s head. While she had a great body, she always had a great big ego. Lexi loved being in control and she loved putting others in the place she felt they belonged. She loved flaunting her body in front of every. She loved putting others down, starting rumors, criticizing others behind their back and to their faces. Lexi loved being the dominant one, especially when it came to the bedroom. 

Sex was a weapon to Lexi. It was another tool in her arsenal to bend others to her control. She loved teasing the possibility of it out there and then reject people. She loved sex, but she wasn’t afraid of withholding it. She would love to use it as a way to emasculate others, to prop up her own power. 

Then she got fat. 

Lexi didn’t see that coming. She was always one for indulgence, and not just in the bedroom. Lexi was the kind of person who was far too over confident with her metabolism. She was perfect and unstoppable, therefore, her metabolism must have been unstoppable. Only losers had to diet. The word wasn’t in Lexi’s vocabulary.

Well, it should have been. 

Instead, Lexi’s penchant for indulgence, for fried foods in particular, eventually led to a complete collapse of her metabolism, and the collapse of her metabolism led to an expansion of her waistline, her waistline and every other part of her slim and sexy body. Her abs were the first thing that vanish as they became obscured by a small layer of fat. It was a cute little belly really, adorable. She could have pulled it off honestly. That first bit of softness made her even more attractive to some people. And when she first noticed that first bit of pudge around her belly it made her self-conscious for the first time ever. That tiny crack in her confidence made her more receptive to some prospects should would have normally outright rejected because it made her feel better to be wanted, and sex made her feel in control.

So she had more sex.

And when her partners would touch that soft bit of flab around her middle, when they would inevitably sink a hand into one of her softer thighs or run those hands over her emerging love handles, she would recoil just a bit. Sometimes that would end things, it broke the illusion even though that was the last thing Lexi wanted. Sometimes though….

Sometimes it just made her partners want her even more.

That bit of self-consciousness made her irresistible to some. They would squeeze her harder, really make her feel how yielding her chubby body was as they made her moan in pleasure. If her body tried to repel against her desires and pull away again, they were there to keep her going, to pull her tight and make her feel wanted and desired even as she was growing more disgusted by her growing body.

The disgust that she had with herself and the confusion that emerged in her bedroom life just led to her stress eating. She attempted to drown all of the complex feelings that she was having in ice cream and chocolate syrup, and every new pound that made her feel more uncomfortable with her fattening body meant that Lexi found herself turning to comfort food more and more. She was quite the eater, and it was making her quite fat.

Lexi’s thighs lost their tone and began thick flabby thunder thighs. It repulsed her how much they slapped together when she had sex. Lexi used to love being on top, but the slapping of her thighs meant that she was much more receptive to letting herself be pinned down to the bed, giving up control to her hungry lovers. Then she would only have to feel the inevitable bounce of her belly and breasts.

Those breasts were getting sloppy. Lexi had always loved them, and loved showing them off, but the fatter she got the heavier they got. They were big flabby boulders sagging downward and covered in stretch marks. They put a lot of strain on her back, a back that was developing fat rolls as well. 

But Lexi couldn’t help any of that because she couldn’t stop herself from eating. The more she ate the fatter she got, and once she slipped passed the chubby stage and became a full blown fatty she lost a lot of her regular suitors. Many of them left with a few very harsh words about her fattening form, and several of those made a point of physically showing her how flabby and out of shape she was getting. 

It was true, she was getting out of shape, and sex was getting harder for her as a result. The growing amount of blubber that plagued her previously thin body meant that Lexi was becoming far too self-conscious to keep regularly going to the gym. The gym was full of people who were like she used to be, people who loved to be in control, to put others down. After a few exceptionally humiliating session, including one that involved her ripping her exercise shorts in front of a fatty from high school who had since slimmed down, Lexi swore off the gym for good. 

That made the spiral into obesity impossible to escape. 

Each day the pounds kept coming. Her outfits kept ripping. And the distance between her sexual encounters grew wider. With that happening, Lexi became more and more desperate. She used to be the one who enjoyed being the victor in sexual conquests, but her dry spell left her feeling like a horny, pathetic loser. So she found herself throwing herself at people, especially fat people.

In her mind, if she was a fatty it made sense that the people who would be into her were other desperate fatties. And if her partner’s flabby was moving and shaking all night long, it might distract from her own. (Except of course when fat was slapping against fat which happened a lot.) Of course, this well led her to the inevitable.

Lexi started to have sex with the people she used to make fun of and reject.

She didn’t just have sex with them either. She willingly threw herself at them. She made it very clear that she was desperate and was ready to be a good submissive piggy. And the people that took that line loved the role reversal, they loved punishing the cheerleader turned piggy. Lexi was called all sorts of names in bed, her fat was played with, she was made to oink like the good little piggy that she was.

And her fat ass was frequently spanked.

Lexi’s ass had truly ballooned over time. She developed two bulbous quivering ass cheeks that shook with each trust that she took or move that she made. Her blubber butt shook like even the slightest movement was an earthquake. Her lovers loved to ride her bareback. They called it piggy style. And often she would feel her partner’s fat gut slapping against her back, and she would feel her blubbery thighs and fat ass cheeks clapping together.

And that’s what she does now, the former queen, she loves her sex even though she hates all the sweaty flabby fat that covers her body. She can feel it all, the arousal and the shame that comes with how far she has fallen, all while she knows that she’s going to become so much fatter still and fall so much farther. Lexi wants to be the lean mean sex machine she used to be. She would give anything to make that happen. But it won’t happen. She’s a helpless sex addicted fatty. She has no control anymore, only untamed desire like a wild animal, a very very fat one. She is a naughty, desperate horny piggy who can’t get enough, not enough sex, not enough food.

It will never be enough.